When I was a boy, there was a priest called Fr Michael Crowdy. He was a wonderful man, but a trifle eccentric – one of his idiosyncrasies being to announce, from time to time,…
Rejoicing at the death of someone we love may seem strange. But this is what St Benedict did, at the death of his sister Scholastica. ‘He rejoiced and gave thanks to Almighty God in…
February 2, the feast of the Presentation is always an emotional day for me, the day on which, now thirty-five years ago, I was tonsured into the clerical state. Even today, even after my…